He became the True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws starting from Liaozhai.

In these eighteen years, Xu Yiya once again cultivated supernatural powers and stepped into the realm of Chaoyuan.

Eighteen years ago, Xu Yiya made an appointment to meet Su Xiaoyue.

According to Su Xiaoyue's statement back then, she wanted to be reincarnated to get rid of her current identity and also to get rid of Su Nianzhen's control.

Su Nianzhen was truly locked in a standoff with Ancestor Xuanxin and wouldn't be able to break free for the time being.

Once reincarnation is successful, all karmic ties will be severed, and Su Nianzhen will be unable to find him even if she wanted to.

From the moment he attained supernatural powers, he had already vaguely sensed Su Xiaoyue's location.

They carved their names on the Three Lives Tree, vowing to never be separated for all eternity.

The Three Lives Tree is a wondrous object of heaven and earth. All couples with the deepest love in the world can leave their names on the tree, and the location of the Three Lives Tree is also unpredictable.

Today you might see it on the ice plains in the northernmost part of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and tomorrow you might encounter it in the desert in the southernmost part of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Whether or not one encounters the Three-Life Tree depends entirely on fate.

Legend has it that couples who leave their names on the Tree of Three Lives will meet again in every reincarnation, continuing their love story.

Xu Yiya sensed that this was indeed the case; today, he stepped into Xiaochongshan.

Upon arriving at Ping Shui Temple, Su Xiaoyue was inside.

It was a mysterious and profound feeling that guided him.

"Clang, clang..."

A knock on the door in the middle of the night startled Xu Yi awake. He vaguely heard the blue ox in the yard mooing.

Although there were no bedding or other supplies in the Taoist temple, Xu Yi could fall asleep even while sitting cross-legged; he often did this on the back of the blue ox.

He said he was resting with his eyes closed, but actually Xu Yi was just sleeping; it wasn't that profound.

Xu Yi felt that he was very hungry lately, but not because he wanted to eat anything. He was just feeling sleepy.

It's just that I haven't killed a demon in a long time.

Seemingly influenced by the Myriad Demons Catalogue, this catalogue would actively guide him to eat some demons.

He had also observed that the catalogs guided him to eat demons that frequently committed evil deeds and had a history of cannibalism.

For example, the thousand-year-old tree demon that has appeared in this picture book.

It seems there's some particularly compelling reason to eat it.

This made Xu Yi very excited. After eating this thousand-year-old tree demon, the diagram and his strength would definitely change greatly.

But there's no time to rush things. The Worry-Free Realm is dangerous, and if he tries to force his way in alone, he'll likely come out worse off.

With twenty-five days left until the agreed-upon time with Yan Chixia, Xu Yi planned to spend those twenty-five days in seclusion in Xiaochongshan.

If you feel comfortable in Xiaochongshan, you can stay there indefinitely.

Xu Yi opened the temple gate in a daze, and what he saw was a young man dressed in black, who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old.

His eyes were clear and bright like cold stars, and he carried a jade-green immortal sword on his back.

Xu Yiya became wary when he saw that the person who opened the door was a Taoist priest who had no aura.

He cultivates sword techniques and is extremely sensitive to auras; this person is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Master, I'm here to find someone."

Xu Yiya bowed respectfully, adopting a very humble posture.

Now it was Xu Yi's turn to be dumbfounded. People? Besides me, there was only a blue ox in this Taoist temple.

He asked in confusion, "It's already past midnight, why are you looking for someone?"

"Leaving that aside, there is only this humble Taoist priest in this temple."

"Oh right, and this blue ox."

"This..." Xu Yiya was stunned. This shouldn't be happening. Could it be that this Taoist priest was lying to him?

Xu Yiya was very unwilling. The Three Lives Tree had guided him here, so this place must be where Su Xiaoyue was hiding.

Unwilling to give up, he asked, "Master, is it truly only you who lives in this Taoist temple?"

Xu Yi was getting impatient. He was already uncomfortable being woken up in the middle of the night, so he replied perfunctorily, "This Taoist temple is indeed only occupied by me. But it is you who has come to my temple in the middle of the night. What brings you here?"

"Looking for someone."

"Did you find it?"

"Not found."

"Then there is no one here. My Taoist temple was just built today, and so far only I have lived here."

"Oh right, there's also a blue ox."

After saying that, Xu Yi ignored the person in front of him and closed the door.

Before they even reached the door, Xin Jing emerged from another room.

"Huh." Xu Yi slapped his forehead, paused for a moment, oh right, he forgot, there was a monk inside the room, but it doesn't matter anymore.

That person should have already left.

As he reached the door of the house, Xu Yi paused for a moment. He suddenly thought that if Xin Jing could be considered a person...

What about the spirit in his sleeve?

As Xu Yi pondered this, he pulled the sleeping soul from his sleeve.

The body of the soul is not very clear, but looking at the head, it can be seen that it is a woman.

"Mind Mirror, I forgot to tell you, do you have a way to awaken this soul?"

This soul was extracted from Miss Deng's body, but he had a bad memory and was delayed for a moment, so he forgot about it.

This soul no longer has any magical power fluctuations. After reincarnation, it will have no supernatural abilities, and it won't be so easy to wash away its karma.

The price to be paid is very, very high.

The Mind Mirror used magic to levitate the soul and opened its divine eye to examine it carefully.

A moment later, Xin Jing shook her head.

Xin Jing said helplessly, "Senior, all cause and effect in this soul has been erased, and there is not a trace to be found."

"She's currently in a deep sleep. Perhaps you used too much force when you withdrew from her today. Maybe she'll wake up after a while."

"However, there is a faint causal relationship on this soul, which I cannot detect. This causal relationship is of a very high level."

After saying that, a solemn expression appeared on Xin Jing's face. He was well-versed in the principles of cause and effect. Although he had not yet cultivated supernatural powers, he was only one step away from achieving them.

This is enough to show how talented he is.

A rank even higher than Chaoyuan is the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, also known as "Immortal," or "Demon," or "Ancestor of Demons"...

The existence of such a persona, unless it is intentionally left behind, such as on this soul body, under the detection of the Mind Mirror Eye, there is a faint red thread hidden in it, pointing to an unknown place.

The red silk thread and the high-level grid are not recorded in the library; they are blind spots of the Mind Mirror.

The existence of a high-ranking person can be detected simply by reciting their name.

Therefore, the titles of such ranks are not passed down in the world. Perhaps some older Chaoyuan cultivators know about them, but these words cannot be spoken and are not to be said.

Xin Jing chanted a Buddhist prayer: "Senior Xu, you can entrust this soul to me. I will nurture it for a few days, and there may be a chance of it reviving. However, I cannot guarantee what it will look like after it wakes up."

Xu Yi waved his hand, not caring at all. He would have supported Xin Jing's suggestion to spread this soul today.

Just as this soul broke free from Xu Yi's control, something strange happened.

The red threads within the soul's body suddenly flashed with light.

Xu Yiya, who had just stepped out of Xiaochongshan, felt a surge of anger rising within him. He abruptly turned back and looked up at the mountain: "Pingshui Temple! That thieving Taoist priest dared to deceive me!"

Having said that, the emerald green immortal sword behind him was drawn and transformed into a streak of light, flying towards Ping Shui Temple.

Xu Yiya then transformed into an arc of light, closely following behind the Immortal Sword.

The sword techniques he cultivated belonged to the metal element and were extremely lethal. Eighteen years ago, Li Xuanxiao did not take all of his techniques away, but left behind a seed.

He once slew a great demon with his sword and killed a demonic dragon in the East Sea. The power of his sword was fully displayed, revealing his divine talent and brilliance.

The sky was stained crimson with murderous intent.

The mountain god of Xiaochongshan was alarmed. He looked in the direction of Pingshui Temple and thought to himself that something was wrong.

The supernatural cultivators are unfathomable, and his cultivation level is simply no match for them. With this sword strike, even the small mountain range that stretches for dozens of miles around him would be flattened.

He mobilized his divine power, trying to stop the cultivator, but under the overwhelming pressure of the sword intent, he was completely unable to move.

The spirit body of the Heart Mirror was also pressed to the spot, unable to move. His eyes were full of horror. During his days of traveling in the mortal world, he had actually witnessed so many supernatural cultivators taking action.

It should be known that ordinary cultivators, even after a lifetime of wandering in the mortal world, may not be able to witness the divine power.

In just one month, he had seen far too many cultivators with supernatural powers.

All those beneath divine power are but ants; this is the divine power of the sword, imbued with killing intent.

He is now even somewhat relieved that the supernatural powers cultivated by that withered and flourishing old demon were only for self-preservation.

Otherwise, I would have publicly shamed him on the spot.

The only part of his body he could move was his eyes. He watched helplessly as the supernatural power fell, and all he could do was sit there.

In an instant, Xu Yi looked up.

The sky was ablaze with crimson, and the sounds of clashing weapons exploded in his ears.

The emerald green before my eyes magnified infinitely, the surrounding dust particles froze, and even the flow of energy ceased.

Xu Yiya was filled with hatred. He had already acted very humbly just now, but why did this Taoist priest have to lie to him? Why did he have to lie to him!

As the emerald green sword gradually approached Xu Yi, it became completely immobile when it reached him. The mere inch of distance felt like the ends of the earth.

Is this also a supernatural power?! Xu Yiya had anticipated that this Taoist was a cultivator at the Chaoyuan stage, so he used his full strength when he drew his sword.

It wasn't that Xu Yiya killed him outright; he simply felt ashamed of such deceptive behavior. Moreover, the spirit beside the monk was none other than Su Xiaoyue, whom he had been searching for for eighteen years.

With his beloved so close, how could he not be longing for her?

The supernatural power, "So close yet so far," is a water-attribute supernatural power that Xu Yi has condensed.

All supernatural powers under heaven are limited by the Five Elements. This is a limitation imposed by the Heavenly Way. Only by cultivating the Five Supernatural Powers, each corresponding to one of the Five Elements, can one achieve the true Five Elements Convergence.

Only when the three barriers of essence, energy, and spirit are broken through can the three flowers gather at the top of the head, thus achieving true enlightenment.

Supernatural powers also vary in level and can restrain each other.

"Why do you harbor murderous intent towards this humble Taoist priest?"

Xu Yi asked with a smile.

"Enough with your nonsense, you wicked Taoist priest! Today I'll kill you!"

Xu Yiya was also blinded by rage. He had no time to think. His beloved was so close. As long as he killed this Taoist priest, the two of them could be reunited once again.

The sword technique changed, and Xu Yiya wanted to attack Xu Yi from a different direction, carrying boundless killing intent.

Unexpectedly, after the Taoist priest withdrew his supernatural powers, he drew a sword from behind him.

Xu Yiya laughed and said, "Taoist, the sharpness of my sword and the mystery of my swordsmanship are unparalleled in the world."

"If you use a sword, you've fallen to a lower level!"

Xu Yi wasn't annoyed; he just gave a dry laugh. He hadn't been practicing swordsmanship for long, but he had already mastered every move and technique. Once he applied it, why should swordsmanship be bound by form? It was all about the intent of the sword.

When the two clashed, Xu Yi didn't use any other supernatural abilities; he simply treated it as a way to hone his swordsmanship.

As he said, although this man was arrogant and conceited, his sword technique was indeed extremely exquisite.

After exchanging a few blows, Xu Yi lost his patience. The reason was simple: the young man's insults were too vulgar.

Never underestimate anyone in the world.

Having said that, Xu Yi no longer held back. A gentle breeze blew from afar, dispersing the blood-red sky and clearing away the stagnant dust.

Zhang Zhengyi realized that he could move again, so he hurriedly used his divine power to fly towards Ping Shui Temple.

Xin Jing flexed her wrists and let out a long sigh.

"The Emerald Immortal Sword? The swordsmanship of the world is revered in Shu Mountain. There is a Sword Tomb in the world, and all the famous swords in the world come from here."

"This person must be from Mount Shu..."

There are many cultivators in the world who practice swordsmanship, but only the Shu Mountain sect can cultivate supernatural powers and wield a celestial sword at such a young age.

The gentle breeze dispelled the anger in Xu Yiya's heart. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Xu Yi walk up to him.

"We've only met once, why did you have to kill me?"

Xu Yiya felt he could speak properly again, and his mood was very calm.

He said calmly, "You lied to me. You clearly said that there was only you and an ox in this Taoist temple."

"Then aren't these two people human?"

Xu Yiya calmly raised his hand and pointed at Xin Jing and Su Xiaoyue.

Xu Yi scratched his head awkwardly and said seriously, "Strictly speaking, they really aren't human."

"Xin Jing has been dead for over fifty years; she's now just a spirit. How can this spirit be considered human?"

Xu Yiya fell silent.

Xu Yi continued, "Besides, look at what time of night it is now!"

"You disturbed my sweet dreams, and you're not at fault?"

"You attacked without any provocation, and you're completely blameless?"

"If I hadn't cultivated supernatural powers, I'd probably already be annihilated, my soul scattered to the winds."

Xu Yiya lowered his head and remained silent. Yes, he had his reasons for taking action, and the Taoist priest also had his reasons.

Therefore, it's hard to say who is right and who is wrong.

"Senior, this soul is the reincarnation of my wife. I have been searching for her for eighteen years, just to be reunited with her."

"I was so anxious to save my wife that I disturbed you, senior. I apologize for that."

"I only beg you to show leniency and allow me to reunite with my wife."

Xu Yiya bowed again and again, bending his back completely.

This Taoist's magical power is unfathomable; he is no match for me. I tried to reason with him, but I was still taught a lesson.

This must be a senior colleague, a very kind one.

Then let's ask them for help.

"I don't need anything." Xu Yi said calmly. He really didn't need anything, but he didn't want to make things difficult for this person. Everyone has their own difficulties, right?

"Tell me your story with your wife, and I'll let you go."

Xu Yi decided to solve this problem in the simplest way possible. When he fought this person just now, he sensed something from the person's sword intent.

The swordsmanship he practiced was the Sword of All Things. This person was neither a criminal nor a bloodthirsty evildoer.

There must be a reason for doing this today.

Xin Jing stepped forward and uttered a Buddhist chant: "Amitabha, are you from Mount Shu, layperson?"

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